Refrain: Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee it gives me a thrill To wake up in the morning to the mock - in' bird's trill A Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee, there's peace and good will - You're welcome as the flowers on Mock - in' - bird Hill When the sun in the mornin' peeps over the hill And kisses the roses 'round my windowsill Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill Of those birds in the treetops on Mock - in' - bird Hill Repeat Refrain: When it's late in the evenin' I climb up the hill And survey all my kingdom while everything's still Only me and the sky and an old whippoorwill Singing songs in the twilight on Mock - in' - bird Hill Repeat Refrain: One verson of the lyrics which I found sometime ago on the internet lists this as a third verse which Patti Page *may* have included on one or more of her recordings: Got a three cornered plow and an acre to till And a mule that I bought for a ten dollar bill There's a tumble-down shack and a rusty old mill, But it's my home sweet home up on Mock - in' - bird Hill. Repeat Refrain: